20.1.09

Starting some small explorationsabout spiders, webs, labyrinths -and beasts residing in the centerwhich are said to be also angels...

"I'm sorry I was late.I was pulled over by a copfor driving blindfoldedwith a raspberry-scented candleflickering in my mouth.I'm sorry I was late.I was on my waywhen I felt a plotthickening in my arm.I have a fear of heights.Luckily the Earthis on the second floorof the universe.I am not the egg man.I am the owlwho just witnessedanother tree fall overin the forest of your life.I am your fathershaking his headat the thought of you.I am his words dissolvingin your mind like footprintsin a rainstorm.I am a long-legged martini.I am feeding olivesto the bull inside you.I am decoratingyour labyrinth,tacking up snapshotsof all the peoplewho've gotten lostin your corridors."

I love you finished pillow very much and I enjoyed the poem. Reminds me of some of the excuses children gave for not handing in homework... As for the spiders, I shall watch with fascination. I love tales of webs,labyrinths and spiders.

Hello... This blog, once a cherished medium for expressing myself and for communicating with far away folks, has lost its lustre for quite some time now.So, don't expect too much...Nowadays, I just use it to inform customers and people interested about things going on in the shop.